In My Desperate Time

My private part is in pains excruciatingly after his torture.

The man sneers and pulls his thing out of my body. He gets two tissues and wipes the blood on his dick.

He looks me up and down, his eyes are full of anger.

“Jane Noyes, keep doing that, keep being like a dead fish. Maybe I will get tired of you after a few times. Then you can get out of here, you can go to Steven Song, or Noah Jefferson, and your scumbag ex-husband!”

I look at the man in front of me and truly feel funny. I even felt a bit reluctance to leave him, but now that feeling disappears and turns into a strong hatred.

This man has no heart at all, and I'm not even a bed-warming tool to him!

“Frances Louis, I hate you!” I glare at him and speak with my gnashing teeth.

But why my heart hurts so badly?

It hurts so much that I can barely breathe, so painful that I'm on the verge of bursting into tears.

Even after being treated so roughly by Frances Louis, even though my private part hurts, I still didn't want to cry. But now I couldn't hold back my tears.

The man puts on his pants, glances at me indifferently, and says, “It's not bad that I can be remembered by you in this way.”

He has already gone outside, and the

slump softly and try to squat, but

go to the bathroom and check my private part. I find that it’s

it

not surprise me coz Frances Louis thrusts in without any foreplay, and his movements were so rough and

dinner and Frances Louis doesn’t

said, he might really let

a nice sleep

that a slightly movement would pain

my body nicely, so I change my

downstairs, Frances Louis is sitting on

see

take a cab and

pain, I don’t dare to sit down, so I have to

driver sees my posture and

am stunned, then

vagina lacerations seem more humiliating than the

There are a dozen people outside the door and I couldn't sit down, so I have to stand

Finally, the speaker calls

to the Gynecology Clinic, so I walk in with my head down and